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Chapter 1157 - 1157 584 one hand holding up Black Rain Villa (4000)

Chapter 1157: 584, one hand holding up Black Rain Villa (4000) Chapter 1157: 584, one hand holding up Black Rain Villa (4000) At this moment, in the world of rain.

All forces were constantly accelerating toward Black Rain Villa.

This was because they realized that various strange shapes and mysterious forces in the rain-drenched world were retreating and crazily converging toward Black Rain Villa. Moreover, Decayed Knights, who acted as the main forces in this world, had started to sprint without hesitation towards a distant direction five minutes ago.

Sometimes, when forces from various factions attacked these Decayed Knights, they wouldn’t bother. But if you stood in the path where these Decayed Knights were rushing back to, you would be met with their frenzied attacks. It seemed as though the Decayed Knights had been given an absolute command to rush back to the villa as quickly as possible!

Something special must have happened at Black Rain Villa.

This was a common thought among the strong from all forces.

So, even though they were still slaughtering each other and battling continuously, they all rushed toward Black Rain Villa with an unspoken understanding. There, the final battlefield of this action awaited, where the density and intensity of the combat would likely reach an extremely bloody extent. The final victor would emerge from the struggle.

Near Black Rain Villa, at a location about three kilometers away.

Two groups were engaged in a frantic slaughter, their movements and speeds unbelievably fast and their strength and reactions terrifying. Different from other forces, these two did not possess fancy abilities or attack methods. What they had was just the terrifyingly powerful combat skill enhanced by the extremity of Secret Martial Art.

The Door Organization faction was clothed in raincoats that looked like Cloaks made of black leather. On the side of the Magical Golem Sect, they wore tight and durable combat suits inscribed with the character for “magic.”

Two streams of black collided, and blood splattered everywhere. If one looked down from high altitude, it resembled two swarms of equally ferocious ants tearing at each other, vying for the privilege to enjoy the last delicious dessert cake.

Bang bang bang bang bang…

The Magic Idol Clan stood amidst the Rainwater, their expressions fierce, and their eyes showing a crazed emotion. Their combat suits, soaked by the rain, clung tightly to their skin, outlining their hard and bulging Muscles. Especially their arms and shoulders were bulging like tires.

When such strong arms lashed and swung, they would emit a whizzing sound in the Air. Raindrops hitting the Fist would be propelled by the fast-moving fist, creating rings of water spray. Owing to the swiftness of the punches, ordinary people could only see white fog Afterimages left in the air, while the thrown Fists had already smashed onto their opponents.

Of course, the forces of the Door Organization were not to be outdone.

They were the largest Organization in the world today, comprising elite powerhouses from all over the globe, making their overall member quality terrifyingly strong.

Members of the Door Organization would stomp forcefully on the ground, easily creating deep pits with their feet. They either moved swiftly like Afterimages to dodge the Fists of the Magic Idol Clan, or met the attack head-on, counterattacking with their own Fists. When two Fists collided, a Bang would explode and send water mist flying.

Collisions, slaughter, blood. Not a single person begged for mercy or groaned…

“Clang!” “Clang!” “Clang!”

In the Black Rain, a figure in a Cloak wielding a sword in one hand moved through the crowd as if he was in a land of no one. He did not feel surging blood nor excessive excitement, but merely a cold and calm akin to death. The Black Cloak seemed to stick to the man’s body, only lifting when he drew his sword.

For instance, now, as four Disciples of the Magic Idol Clan simultaneously targeted the figure in the Cloak. After exchanging a glance, they suddenly charged fiercely. Their figures resembled nimble Cheetahs, arms stretched forward as if they were sharp Claws.

From all four cardinal directions, the attacks were closing in instantaneously.

However, just as the four men fiercely pounced in Mid-air, the right side of the man’s Cloak slightly lifted and unexpectedly revealed a pale palm that was tightly gripping the Sword hilt. The palm was as exquisitely smooth and beautiful as white jade, prettier than a woman’s hand and possessed an eerie Magic Power.

Click! Sizzle!

The bright silver blade was unsheathed, and instantly, a ring-shaped slashing light appeared. Within a ten-meter radius, everything on the slashing plane was sliced by the blade’s edge. The dense Rainwater, and the bodies of the four men.

Splat!!! Thud, thud, thud…

Crimson blood columns sprang up like a Fountain. The four Disciples of the Magic Idol Clan stood rigid, their upper bodies tilted, plummeting headfirst to the ground. The clean cross-sectional view of their lower bodies revealed a mass of Internal organs.

Ting!

The thumb of the right hand slightly tucked inwards, and the blade slid back into the sheath with a crisp sound.

The figure in the Cloak continued to stand still, silent and ice-cold, as if the murder that had just happened was not by his hand, completely obscuring the action of drawing the sword.

“Demon Figure Gate, Demon Figure Gate Master…”

The figure in the Cloak slightly raised his head, revealing half of his face from the dark shadows. His eyes were covered with black cloth, his jaw sharp, and his lips moved.

“Where exactly are you?”

“Since the Magic Idol Clan has come to the world within the Rain, you must have also arrived here. The grudge of the stolen sword, the injury I suffered, must be avenged today!”

The Eye Demon’s voice was hoarse and deep, carrying a roughness as if scorched by fire. Though he was muttering to himself, a determination and hatred beyond imagination were evident in his voice. Just as the Eye Demon said, this grudge could not go unavenged!

He had to find the Demon Figure Gate Master and reclaim the Spiral Eyed Sword with his own hands!

Originally, the Eye Demon wanted to suppress his hatred and first deal with the Black Rain Villa incident. However, unexpectedly the Magic Idol Clan was also involved, which was exactly to his liking. In this operation, five Kings of the Door Organization had come out in full force, with experts abound. Facing the Demon Figure Gate Master, executing him on the spot was not a question. Even if the Demon Figure Gate Master was assisted by the Black Mechanism Steward, Grim Reaper Amos, with the five Kings of the Door Organization present, success was almost guaranteed.